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The Almighty Lie
01:12
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On the cross
This is just a man
Not a savior or God in the palm of your hand
Reach for help
With none in return
No heaven that gives you salvation
And no hell to burn
Sheep
Until the end
Live in fear of the mighty king
Serve for all your life just to be judged
Apostasized and weary eyed
I see through all the smoke
Desperate you cling to it
And shove it down my throat
What did we do to deserve such a tale
That promises righteous and true will prevail
I'm not overshadowed by one who will shun
And I will not agree to his will being done
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Dead Behind The Eyes
03:01
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Could you taste their fear?
While they prayed for death, did you feel nothing?
Did you hear them beg?
As you took away their innocence
Left the wounds
That never close
That make the scars
That just won't fade
Left to feel
The crippling guilt
His hollow heart
Should have to bear
Your dying brain
Will only let
You take the blaaaame
For this fucking wretch
A life so lost
It's too far gone
Take back what he stole from you
Cutting him up
Will be your therapy
Tying a noose
Hanging it for all to see (x2)
Good for you
You left the scars
So they won't forget
No matter what
Tell yourself
That you don't care
So you can sleep
Just one more night
Every time
You close your eyes
You'll see the soul
You took away
Crying out
For forgiveness
But no response
What did you expect?
Pray for death
The only way you'll get your relief
The only way they'll get their relief
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American Filth
03:25
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Cut through
Til the red soaks the blue
We're through
Living in fear of you
Protect
The lives of just your own
What's next?
A badge sits on the throne?
Be warned
There are always more of us
Bleed more
For revenge of the unjust
You're protecting nothing at all
The oath you took just to make us small
To instill fear is what runs your life
You will not profit from my strife
Never (never)
Will You control me
Someone (someone) needs to stand up
What's left to say?
And what's to do
So powerless over your words and your rule
Clutching a gun, negates what you say
When you are gone is when I will feel safe
There's no one left for you to control
Make your living off of what we don't know
You speak Fascist words but without the brain
Our lives are just but a piece in the game
Never will you control me
Someone needs to stand up
Dig graves
for the things they do to us
Shameless
you are not above the law
Pure filth
serve no one but yourself
Wake up
this is all because of you
Only answer
Cut out the swine
They'll remember
We're here this time
Hear them begging
Gasping for air
How does it feel?
To know our fear
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Weight
02:08
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I've chewed my finger
down to the bone
And not knowing where it comes from
The pit of my stomach
Is rife with disease
No instance, no second of total relief
But the easy way is too much to bare
I've exhausted options of people to care
the rational mind is not welcome here
Just lies that I scream at myself behind tears
The cowardice never knowing these highs
as if every step puts me behind the eyes
Crawl right back into my pit
Leave me behind
Beg for a way to fix me
I'm not alright
time that adds up is wasted on me
Cant appreciate just how good they may seem
Im never at fault, but always the worst
Not Asking for help it's just part of the curse
I pretend to sleep so you'll leave me alone
But the waking nightmares just follow me home
a terrible liar but won't tell the truth
I can't end it, but cannot bear to see this through
Chorus (X1)
Hide
For the last time today
I swear this time
Oh,
This is just not for me
I'm not alright
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Forgetter
03:19
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Seeking out this fucking swine
That put you in your grave while you were still alive
Trapped inside a prison of self
Too ashamed to reach out for help
Wasting away, decaying your mind
While you say everything is fine
No need to lie cuz I know the truth
I'm looking for him who took your youth.
No one forgives you for anything you do
Nothing on earth will stop me from finding you (x2)
Patiently waiting for the day
When the light from his eyes will be taken away
I will not rest til I find some peace
And I cannot knowing he is at ease
Not a human, nor animal
Not a creature that's worthy of life at all
It's bring a smile straight to my face
Just to know you're in your final days
(Chorus)
A call for blood
Is carried out
Beg for your life
There is no way out
Snuff the breath
From your lungs
I will end this
Once and for all
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SPIT ON YOUR GRAVE Los Angeles, California
Blackend hardcore from South LA
Mike
Carlos
Allan
Brent
Cool Mike
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